My ninja cat thought I was weak and stole the thunderous fruit

"Why!"

Upon being rejected by Ze Feng, Sasuke immediately widened his round eyes and asked without thinking.

"You are not my disciple, why should I teach you ninjutsu?" Hefeng crossed his arms and responded in a teasing tone.

Sasuke himself is the second male lead in "Naruto".

Whether it is combat thinking or actual combat talent, they are not low.

If there had not been the night of genocide, he would not have become an Avenger at a young age.

Living in haze all day long.

In other words, if I prevent the night of genocide and provide the right guidance.

Sasuke will not only have a happy childhood.

One day in the future, he will also be a sunny boy.

The key is……

Sasuke doesn't have a deep-rooted will to fire like Shisui and Itachi.

I can take advantage of the fact that he has not yet been molded into wrong views.

Train him to be a socialist successor.

Of course, although Hefeng had this in mind, he didn't show it too directly.

Instead, he planted a seed in Sasuke's heart in a hard-to-get manner.

"Then I also..."

Just when Sasuke was about to say that he could also be a disciple of the Japanese style, his voice stopped abruptly, and he felt that his eyes were completely dark, and he leaned back and fell straight down.

At the critical moment, Zephyr had quick eyes and quick hands, and held down Sasuke's shoulders, preventing him from falling to the ground.

"It must be that he has consumed too much chakra and is exhausted." Shisui looked at Sasuke with his Sharingan and found that he had very little chakra left at this time.

The so-called chakra is actually the combination of spiritual energy and physical energy.

No matter how talented a child is, the amount of chakra he possesses cannot be compared to that of an adult.

As for the powerful fireball technique just now, even if a chuunin cast it so many times in succession, it would be enough to drink a pot.

Not to mention Sasuke who is only five years old.

"This kid really works hard enough."

Zefeng looked at Sasuke, who had delicate and cute features like a girl, and simply used the princess hug, "I'll take him home."

"Let's just say goodbye, Shisui."

After saying that, Zefeng ignored Shisui's reaction, kicked his feet hard, and disappeared from the spot.

"Speaking of which, Hefeng will also be attending the clan meeting tonight."

Zhisui looked at the open space in front of him and suddenly remembered.

After the roof bombing incident, Fugaku, as the clan leader, gave Zefeng the qualification to participate in the clan meeting.

"I hope tonight's clan meeting will be peaceful."

After finishing speaking, Zhishui headed in another direction and left the Nanhe River.

Fugaku is the leader of the Uchiha clan.

Even though he was driven to the edge of the village, he was assigned to the largest house.

After running for a few minutes, Zefeng arrived at the door of Fugaku's house.

"Japanese style?"

Just as Zefeng was about to walk into the Fugaku family's courtyard and hand Sasuke over to Mikoto, a deep voice stopped him.

Hearing this, Hefeng turned his head subconsciously and found that the person who came was none other than Sasuke's eldest brother.

The second and fifth son of the Uchiha clan.

Uchiha Itachi.

At this moment, he had just finished his work in the ANBU department and was going home for dinner.

Unexpectedly, I saw Kazufu holding Sasuke at the door of his home.

Itachi immediately raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with Sasuke?"

Both his expression and tone revealed a hint of nervousness.

"Excessive Chakra consumption."

Zefeng and Itachi looked at each other, "Sasuke, this kid, has been working very hard to practice the fire ball technique recently."

As he spoke, Zefeng appeared in a flash, stood in front of Itachi, and threw Sasuke in his arms to him.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back."

Itachi first glanced at Sasuke in his arms, confirming that he was indeed what Zefeng said, but that he had consumed too much chakra, and he was able to let go of the stone hanging in his heart.

"Wait a minute, Zephyr...brother."

Itachi paused for a moment and finally added the honorific.

During the day today, he and Fugaku attended the meeting together and witnessed Zephyr's Thunder Release Chakra mode with his own eyes.

Killing a strong person like Aburame Ryoma in an instant.

His strength is not inferior to his own at all.

"There's one thing I don't understand."

"Huh?" Zefeng stopped and turned around to look at Itachi.

"Brother Zefeng obviously has such strong strength, why do he deliberately pretend to be so?" Itachi asked seriously.

Before Zefeng took action, he had always thought that the other party was a chuunin who relied on the Uchiha clan to become a chuunin.

He is a weak Uchiha.

But the reality is quite the opposite.

Zephyr is not only not weak, but also possesses great power.

Itachi even suspected that if Ryoma Aburame hadn't taken the lead today and injected highly toxic phosphorus bugs into Zephyr's body.

Zephyr's biggest secret will still not be exposed.

Compared with those Uchiha tribesmen who are pretentious, arrogant, and pursue power first, Zefeng is simply a breath of fresh air.

He wanted to know what He Feng's motive was for doing this.

as well as……

his attitude.

In Hefeng's heart, it is the narrow nationalism that matters.

Or……

Like himself and Brother Shisui, he is an outstanding ninja who has inherited the will of fire.

"When did you get the illusion that I was deliberately pretending?" Zefeng tilted his head and looked at Itachi with an expression that he didn't quite understand.

To say that he concealed the Sharingan, that's true.

But when it comes to Lei Dun, he really has no pretense.

Because this power was indeed obtained recently.

If he had eaten the Thunder Fruit five years ago, he would have fought out on the night of the Nine-Tails Troubles to protect Namikaze Minato.

"Uh..." Itachi was stunned at first.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to know the truth behind Zefeng eating the Thunder Fruit.

I just understood He Feng's words to mean that he never had a reason or motive to take action.

It was you who prejudged me as a weak person.

Deliberately?

camouflage?

That kind of thing has never had anything to do with me.

"really."

Itachi nodded, "We have always underestimated your strength."

"but……"

"Brother Zephyr, who has such power, will be like gold buried in the soil if he stays in the police force."

Itachi's implication was that he hoped that Zephyr could be like him and break away from narrow nationalism.

Work wholeheartedly for the village.

"Mind your own business."

But Zefeng just dismissed Itachi's "kind words".

After all, Zefeng tried to change Itachi's mind when he was four years old.

Not only did it end in failure, but it was also taught a lesson by Itachi at the time.

Now seeing Itachi's stinky face that seemed to see through everything, Kazufeng had no intention of arguing.

He turned around and left here directly.

In two hours, it will be the Uchiha clan meeting.

And the content of this clan meeting is also very important to him.

"Japanese wind."

Itachi, who was left where he was, looked at Zefeng's leaving figure with a rather complicated mood.

I remember that when I was a child, Hefeng was very kind to me, like a big brother next door. He often invited me to play at his house and would prepare delicious three-color meatballs.

But I don't know since when, a barrier gradually developed between him and Hefeng.

The relationship is not only becoming more and more distant.

Sometimes the look in Hefeng's eyes would give him a hint of boredom.

So much so that he couldn't understand Ze Feng more and more.

"Obviously, I have such strong strength, but I don't have the size to match it..."

Itachi shook his head and walked into the house with Sasuke in his arms.